From Here I Can See the Shore کے بول

What good is a voice if you can't speak for yourself. swallow your tongue and choke on the words you once said. this is a start to a dying, deaf anthem. Let the stain of minds tear apart your heart and if i said farewell, i'd sink this ship. By gallows we'll be hung, let's shun this rope, red dress, black heels, a warm gun. So sick she came choking on the sound of your laugh it nearly killed her but it did take her mind. A flag was burned, black white and ash, the colors of my grievance my empty lungs. And then the rain came and then it came. A figure in the rain spoke of a song, speaking an unknown tongue, but i could hear. A beating heart and open mind to take them away.